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The Guy Next Door
Girl you may not know this, but you're the kind who could slit my throat, and with my last breath, I'd apologize for staining your hands with blood But till this day, you never understood how much I've loved you, and I never understood why So now you think it's over, after all we've been through? And you tell me to quit it, When I simply can't Cos' you're my brand of heroin I could never live without And without you I'm like a Lamborghini without wheels Like an angel without its wings
It's never over as long as there's a you and me. My name's written all over you, And you'll never be somebody else's
Girl, you amuse me.
Name's Alexander, short for Alex. Fifteen. A Singaporean, currently studying at Hwa Chong International.
Sunday, March 22, 2009, 1:46:00 AM
Okay, can't sleep due to a bad cough but really tired, so I'll make this short.
Attended the school's anniversary gala dinner today.
Food sucked.
Bused to Mac for a proper meal at King Albert Park with some of the guys halfway through the event. Then cabbed home.
Will post more tomorrow.
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